The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1145

The mountain peak was relatively flat.

As far as the eye could see, the landscape was covered in a blanket of white. This made it feel as though it was not actually nighttime.

The old man brought James to the mountain peak, waved his hand, and a burst of force came forth from his palm.

The power surged forward, and the block of ice before him slowly started to melt away to gradually reveal a stone table along with several stone chairs.

The old man walked over, sat down, and beckoned at James. He pointed to the chair beside him and said, "Young man, no need for stuffy formalities. Sit down.”

James walked over, sat down, and looked at the old man curiously. He could not figure out the identity of this mysterious elder.

He knew this old man was undoubtedly a member of Mount Thunder Sect, but it was hard to guess exactly who he was.

"Sir... who exactly are you?’

“Haha...” the old man laughed and his eyes sparkled in glee.

"Wait here. I'll go get us some wine.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body vanished and reappeared a hundred meters away. His movements were as tremendously speedy and James’ eyes were unable to keep up with him.

Skill," James could

disappeared from his sight in the blink of

buildings stood on the sides of the opposite

a training

sword and twirled it around gracefully. The long sword slashed through the air

for a while before stopping to

sword away, and a nearby maid accurately

and smiled cheerfully, saying, ‘Young lady, your swordsmanship has been improving lately. Given

Although Mount Thunder Sect has a number of intricate swordsmanship skills,

was Delainey, the daughter of Mount Thunder

has collected martial art skills from across the globe. You've already witnessed many of them and will surely stand out after

way, what's the situation with the major factions and families right now? Have any of them begun their journey to Mount Thunder yet?’ Delainey chose to ignore

"Not yet."

lady, there's bad news! The Mount

thirties rushed over. His face was red and sweaty from hurriedly making his way over to deliver the

The wine cellar is guarded by elite

that the Mount

go have a look,”

the treasure of the Mount Thunder